…And the Rift of the Pan‐Dimensional Under‐Gods
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Alien but only in name Brotherhood with man they seem the same Cast down but not by their will The Day the Earth Stood Still Beuracracy thwarting me The endless lies mankind dies No offering, jackals sing Life for gold, world turns cold Point of departure, pinpoint of light Lost among millions he descends from the night Peacekeepers perfect by craft Decades long the silence lasts New engineering forged the peace Shangrila, the price was speech Her words the man she spoke to Klaatu Barada Nikto Wading forth through mankind Her message: Save Life!
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026
Evil rolls onto the land in a world unknown to man Deadly creatures swords in hand lead by rat-lords dark and grand The mountain's base is what they seek but they won't find it's armies weak Powerful animal warriors let thirsty blades of theirs drink deep Pirate vermin from the sea, rats and ferrets filled with greed Blinded by their lust for gold they'll die before this day grows old Salamandastron- Mountain of hares Salamandastron- Badgers dwell there Salamandastron- A deadly mound Salamandastron- Bring forth your dead Deep in mountain bellows blow, heavy hand on metal smotes Killing steel fire-red, hammer shapes tool of enemies dread Armored badger greets his foes, helmed head only fierce eyes show Killing axe weeps to and fro, vermilion sheets of blood will flow Bow-strings taut, rats die slow Death comes easy in the mountains shadow
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026
Chained up to my only friend Latched to the impartial block The endless ocean I tirelessly bend My partners are my unchosen flock The sky the sea they blend together My muscles ache relentlessly Row on, Row on, the drum proclaims Row on, Row on, there is no me Row on, Row on, the drum proclaims Demanding of those with no names I cannot stop I can't complain My mind dies from the endless strain My soul is a broken mirror Reflects the image of a dying seer My only worth my ceaseless toil My blood and the sea begin to boil Broken chains, broken loose The sky and the sea are one Into their open arms I fly Cast off this world holding me
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026
The hounds, the hounds, those gruesome beasts Old lady flees with baby Her burden is the future The river nears as beasts close in A grassen raft for the chosen As twisted jaws find their prey she watches the child drift away Spears and shields and magic nuts Willow the baby and Burglekutt The party formed their future's gray In foreign lands where Daikini lay The village spurned the Nelwyns meet While she is there they can't have peace The bones are thrown, the bones have no solution No Peck is he, but a wizard true, with Meegosh by his side At the crossroads where the Crow's Cages lie No prisoner he, but a swordsman born, the greatest who ever lived For freedom the child goes with him Take me to forgotten ages to a realm of fantasy Where a Nelwyn and a baby could overthow an evil dynasty In a time of rack and ruin heroes find their destiny I can hear their trumpets blowing riding forth from Tir Asleen A darkened glade, a forest grove Where tiny creatures have caught Willow Can you hear the cryptic laughter of the Brownies? The faerie queen, Shralendria's wand To find Raziel they must go on She send the Brownies to be their guide, Elora Danan must survive In a gale they find an inn and inside Mad Martigan In women's guise he hides his face while for the mark men search the place A raven warrior takes the room, her plan unfurled she spies our crew "You're very strong" she says with ease A magic trick our party flees I stole the baby! Glory born our hero leads as fate she has decried An armed prophet for a cause he can't define As stories go his life would read only in the script of King's For freedoms grace his life would give, the greatest swordsman who ever lived
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026
I, I can't stop these thoughts I can't stop these dreams Frozen world collapse Folds of thought cease sane Grains of glass refrain Untold world begin Land of wraiths is sent Holy world repent They have scrambled to reveal my brain The Underworld is calling out my name Ghostfucker! Dreams telling me to kill Kill to stop my pain Drowning out my thoughts To bed with what I've slain Spirit's in my arms Vapor licks my face Before you reach the grave Lay with me again Cold hands upon my back Claws with painted nails Digging in my flesh Is this her dying wish? Surrounded by the void Time has passed me by In this world of souls I've found my butchered bride
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026
Along the road there is no life just sand and bone Corpses of metal litter the highway But for the riders it's their only home The solar strife left them for dead Blacktop murder, they are the petrol burners The road is their mother, their father is the Toecutter The Bronze can't hold them down you see To ride their turbulent destiny And Lo the might of Id released It cries, "Death to the MFP!" Feasting on chaos bloody carnage marks their path The outlaws life a wretched trap For every mile that they put behind their backs A second closer to their gruesome deaths Their insane minds portray their crimes as childish games The vigilante Rockatansky takes his aim Lords of asphalt scream into another town If you see them then you'd better run For you will find their helmets hide the devils eyes And you will scream until they're done
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026
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Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026
When he was sired Hoc'tel was his name As he grew up so forth did his fame A soulmate for war with a sword drenched in gore Attacking his destiny and honing his blade The price of the swordsman is gold coins aplenty Roaming the land is the mad mercenary Questing for glory the wind as his steed Following fate's cloudy whisper, Tri Alege! Into the break of the night Hoc'tel leads Born on the breath of a knife rides my leige Forward to monsters and death on a dream Rising to life Eye of the Blind, the Trollstar Diamond, These are the treasures that Hoc'tel collected, his spoils Gargoyles of fire have teeth made of flame Hoc'tel is driving their might towards conquering A Frost Gaint army with ice in their viens Just puddles remain Hoc'tel slayed their Thane Black-root in his teeth, Hoc'tel the bandit thief He kills more with valor and leaves with their treasure His underlings grow braver, they spawn his betrayer Master now slave, they throw Hoc'tel to the cage
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026
Break bones till the garden is filled with corpses Don't rest till your bed is a pile of the slain Your murder lust is the only thing they can't take from you Give them hell, for it is not for you Black Lotus fuels our berserker rage Cimmerian souls cannot be caged Better to live as an outlaw than to die as a slave Fell warrior casting fear across the plains The power is ours to hold Our story is yet to unfold You watch us, Colossus We gotchas, Colossus We are rock's apostles Can't stop us, Colossus! At Crom's feet we lay our wearied blade For killing strength our souls we trade Keen edge honed in blood we bathe At any price until our prophecy is made
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026
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Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026